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Chapter I: The Bill

A man walked franticly down the hallway in the White House, the walls were quiet. The only sound that could be heard was the footsteps and the heavy breathing that came from the man. The man came to a halt at a door and caught his breath. He straitened his hair and his clothes before entering the room.

The president of the United States of America was lying peacefully asleep. Not moving in any way the man walked slowly to him. “Sir…” The man said softly. He tried a bit louder, “Sir…” The president was still asleep. The man touched the president’s shoulder and shook him a little. “Sir… You need to wake up.” The president slowly opened his eyes and looked at the clock.

“It’s three in the morning… This better be important.” The president said groggily.

“Sir, it’s time-” the man said.

“Are you sure.” The president woke up insatiately.

“Yes sir, they need you now!” The man said as he flipped on the light switch. The president squinted at the first sign as light.
“Tell them I’ll be right down.” The president said as he ran into the bathroom and started to change.

“Yes sir, of course, sir. I’ll leave you now.” The man walked out of the room and shut the door and walked to the meeting room. The President quickly got dressed and combed his hair. He knew that he did not have the time to take a shower so he used a little extra colon to mask his sent that he had in the morning. He was just about to head out the door when he remembered he needed to brush his teeth although he did not have the time to do so. Instead he just popped a mint in his mouth and sucked on it. He hoped that no one would have noticed that he didn’t brush his teeth.

He headed down the hall looking at the clocks as he passed them he read each one they all to seemed to say 3:10 am he was glad he did not take too long to get ready. Lots of questions entered his head thinking of going to sleep and leaving this bill alone but, he couldn’t if the country figured out was going to happen to them and their families there would be more chaos then there was before.

The president passed by a basket on his way to the meeting room there was bountiful goods that were there every morning. Without even looking he grabbed his favorite, a blue berry muffin. He had always grabbed that one because they were his wife’s favorite, before she tragically died. The President woofed it down as he always did every morning as he seemed to always be in a rush. After he was done, he vigorously swiped the crumbs off of his suit.

As he approached the door, he looked at everything on him everything was in order. He hesitated; this bill that he needs to pass would change history as he knew it. He heard a hum that was coming from the meeting room saying something like, “he’s taking his damn time and mine!!”

The President, almost in shock about what was going to happen, just stood there and popped another mint in his mouth. “This is taking too long we need him now before everyone in the white house wakes up.”

The President looked at the clock again and it was 3:15 am. But, the man had principals that he wanted to keep. The President could not go through with it. He thought about and walked away. He couldn’t see anyone die like his wife did. Even though he had revenge about who was reasonable for his wife’s death, he could not let anyone have the same thing happen to them.

As he walked slowly back he heard someone slam the table. “Go drag him out of bed if u have too!!” The President looked back even though he did not want to do this he had to anyway. He headed back to the room and opened the door and let himself in.
“It’s about damn time!” A man yelled.

“Do you mind being quieter. I’m sorry I’m late but I’m here now.” The President closed the door. “And besides you don’t want to wake up the White House. Do you know how illegal this bill is, Justin?”

“You’re right, besides you now get your revenge for the guy who killed your wife,” Justin grunted. Justin was sitting on a chair leaning back with his feet proudly displayed on the table. His shoes always seemed to be dirty for some reason but no one had the guts to ask him where all the dirt came from. He never dressed up for anything important he always wears a black lepel and blue jeans. Justin and Peter have been best friends since they were little.

The President stopped for a moment and looked down at the floor. “Please don’t mention her… It’s too painful to hear, Justin.”

“Can we please get to the bill? We all don’t have the time to argue,” a woman interrupted.

“You’re right Sondra, ok when can we pass the bill? Any ideas?” The President said. Sondra had always had been a quite woman only speaking when she needed to. Even though she was very quite she always puts on something that will give her attention. On normal days she'll wear a pink or a purple suit. This morning however, she was still in her pajamas. Which suprised no one as she always changed at 7 am every morning.

Everyone thought for a little while. Justin wildly tapped his pen that he always carried with him, and looking firstly at the table. Sondra looking up at the man gave him an annoyed eye, as she normally did towards Justin. She whipped her head to the President and blurted out, “How ‘bout on Christmas no one is ever there on that time-”

“No.”

“Why not,” Sondra started. “No one is there at that time. Is it because of your kids will not have the presents to open up in the morning?”

“No.”

“Then what is it?”

“Sondra, we can’t, everyone knows it’s illegal to do this. We need it to pass it at the right time.” Justin said.

“Justin is right we need to do this at an appropriate time in which to do this,” the President said as he sat down.

“Peter, there is no time to think about the time to do this. The problem is just going to get worse and worse unless we push it though now!” Sondra explained.

“We will meet here tomorrow at the same time and I will be here on time. Now, go to bed before anyone finds us.” The President ordered.

“Yes, Peter,” as Sondra got up and left walking back to her room.

“Sure. Whatever. Just don’t keep us waiting this time,” Justin got up heading to his room.

Peter looked to Justin and promised, “I won’t.”

Peter walked slowly back to his lonely room looking at everything in the white house. He pasted by the muffin basket and look at it for a long time.